Poems about birds perching on branches.

1. Make up strictly, and the orioles will fly for thousands of years. -He Ning's "Xi Qian Ying xiao yue Falling"

2. Move the hibiscus to fall, and the ship moves the egret to fly. -Xiao Gang's "Picking Lotus Songs"

3. The bird is nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pool misses the source. -Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden, Part One"

4. Looking at Jun Jun all day long, I look up and smell the magpie. -Feng Yansi's

5. -Wei Yingwu's "at chuzhou on the western stream"

6. Oriole is full of tongues, and yushu backyard flower is rainy. -Niu Shu's Pipa Trip

7. The wild geese descend on the flat sand, which is bright and sad. -Liu Dao's "Autumn Dawn on Xiangjiang River"

8. Lacquer swallows and orioles boast a healthy tongue, while willow flowers and elm pods are light. -Wang Yucheng's

Drinking Alone on Qingming Day 9. toward the moon that whitens the city-wall, black crows are flying, frost is on ten thousand trees, and the wind blows through our clothes. -Li Wei's "Qin Ge"

1. The scenery on the city is chaotic, and the waves under the city beat the shore in spring. -Qian Weiyan's "Magnolia, the scenery on the city is noisy"

11. The fallen leaves are still scattered, and Western jackdaw is surprised. -Li Bai's "357 words/autumn wind words"

12. When the moon is out, the birds are surprised, and when it is in the spring stream. -Wang Wei's

13. The mangroves are blooming and the birds are chirping, and the grass grows and the egrets fly in Pinghu. -Xu Yuanjie's On the Lake